Hot on the Trail

A professional photography buddy of mine asked me to help shoot pictures Saturday at a kids’ triathlon because he needed the extra help. Even though the heat index was 105 degrees, I said yes because, well, I’ll shoot anything that moves. Or doesn’t. Plus, I needed the practice.

I had a blast and came away with a great deal of respect for those kids, especially the little girl who moved so fast I didn’t notice her prosthetic leg until the third time I reviewed the pictures. And the little boy who gritted his teeth and told me in no uncertain terms, “I AM NOT LEAVING THE TRAIL!” when I tried to get him in the shade because he was obviously struggling with the heat.

It was fun, fun, fun, and the whole time two thoughts kept running through my head: Kids definitely move faster than 46-year old women, and Great Gertie, it’s hot out here!